as we drive home.
The car is dark along with the world around us.
Its night.
Rain glistens on the road under streetlights, soaking into the pavement.
The moon shines bright illuminating the clouds surrounding.
Another summer night.
What holds the future?
No one truly knows?
What is it like to love something with so much passion that it effects you deep down in such drastic ways?
I want to know.
But part of me is scared.
Scared that it will drift away.
Just dissapear without any warning.
I don't want that to happen.
I'm afraid of losing the best thing that could ever happen to me.
Just knowing that it could easily be gone so fast, makes me wonder if I want to love something THAT much at all.
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